Nature Week inspired POEM!!!

Before
Showers were hours long
Water was poured away carelessly
Taps were left on for hours
Sewage was dumped into lakes and rivers to save the time and energy
to treat them first

Cars were washed with free-flowing hoses
High-powered speed boats flew over furrows of water,
fumes flew over the ripple
And dispersed with the happy laughter dying away
Only a memory of the happy yesterdays

Now
No one bathes
One cup of water
is cause of much riots
Taps flow with invisible water
Sewage lies in dry beds

Cars don't traverse streets
and imaginary boats fly over imaginary lakes

Tomorrow
My children can't cross roads without being dragged into a fight
The sun shines a bloody red over barren lands
I fear for them
They no longer talk about their day
Not that there is anything to talk about
Their eyes are hollow
as if they're already prepared for the impending death
Ears that are closed to groans for water
Noses stop smelling the heavy smell of death
Lips chapped and split over and over again

What will happen to them?
What happens to me?
What happened to the world?

our world is heading there...
sigh
pray hard
moira

It has been a while since i ranted but i'm going to just write poetry here for a while okay?

She's the ultimatum to you
I'll always be second in your mind
your heart
your soul.

I don't blame you,
I know she can give you
far better things
than I can possibly dream about.

She's the dream of every girl
She's the dream of every boy
I shouldn't bother about fighting it
I'll just get hurt
like always.

If I care,
if i love,
I've found out,
that I'll just get hurt.

I don't want to hurt
I don't want to feel the pang of pain
I don't want to have to dig so deep
to find my pain-wracked soul

So numb the senses
stop the feelings rushing into my mind.
Halt the emotions
Still the nerves.


OOOOO...
another emo poem
cool
i hope you guys like it
lotsa platonic love
anne/moira rose

im not even gonna call it anything

I know that you don't know,
that you don't care.
I know you don't see me,
don't notice me.

I'm just one of those faceless people that brush by you on the streets
you step aside to let me pass
but not once
do you see who I actually am.

If I hadn't talked to you,
you never would have known
I'm just a piece of the background
in the picture called your life

It has loads of other people
people you notice
people who mean something to you.

Me?
I'm part of the foliage,
part of the backdrop,
that unnoticed shadow that skulks at the back.

I know now,
that no one sees me.
As long as I don't say hello
I shouldn't expect anyone to initiate it.

I'm that shadow that avoids happy crowds
of people living their happy lives
I'm that shadow that turns away
from joy.

I'm that shadow,
who will one day release all the anger I've had inside.
I'm that shadow,
who will one day step into the light.

OOOOO...
emo poem alert!!!
i like thinking of myself as Nightcrawler or something...
something no one expects to do great things...
hmmm...
interesting prospect...
while i ponder on this...
bb for now
anne/moira

GUESS WHAT? yup

I look around
the bleak world that surrounds me
the faceless crowd surging forward
each chasing materialistic dream

Where is happiness?
Where is joy?
Where is gladness?

Has all that left the world?
Gone without a trace?
Left us in this state of despair?

Am I the only one who thinks these thoughts?
The only one who ponders on what the world needs?
What it lacks?

No one smiles,
Laughs,
Cheers

Are we doomed to wander around,
Looking for happiness in
TV-screen-fame,
Work,
Cars,
Money?

I pray,
that we can learn to
find joy in those ordinary things,
which we overlook.

Let the things that are nought,
bring to naught the things that are.

CONCLUSIONS (not a poem)

parents scold because they know you, and they know you can do better
parents praise because they understand you, and they understand you need a break
family may be linked by blood, but its no excuse to treat them badly

people won't like you if you don't like them
people won't like you if you don't like yourself
the only people who are true friends are those who laugh at you and with you at the same time.
they are the only ones that you're okay with being poked by.
they won't always be there and they understand you won't always be either.
friends are not gems, on the contrary, they are bits of dark coloured rock, once they are lost, you can't look for the shine in the gloom

knowing more may not be a good thing
knowing nothing may not be a good thing
knowing everything on earth is God's job

growing older is not always good
throwing away childish dreams is a waste

wanting won't get you anywhere
whining won't get you anywhere
complaining won't get you anywhere
forgiving is not bringing it up again
forgetting is not thinking about it again

not doing homework, is no excuse to copy it, just do it during recess or lunch
dieting, is not a reason to skip meals, its a reason to exercise more
studying is simply digging up what you already know from the depths of your brain

what you've done today, is all what God intended for you to do
what you failed today, is all what God intended for you to fail
what you haven't done yet, is just what you need to do tomorrow
God won't judge you on what wrong you've done, he'll judge on what right you didn't do

yay!
i think that sums it up
thank you thank you
lots of hugs and platonic love
anne aka moira rose

GUESS WHAT (right here we go...)

i wait
for someone to see me
i wait
for someone to care
i wait
for someone to reach out their hand
i wait
for someone who would look beyond that mask of lies

i wait
for a miracle
i wait
for a sign
i wait
for a reason
i wait
for a gesture

i wait
for concern
i wait
for peace
i wait
for belonging
i wait
for understanding

someday that wait will be over
when i meet my maker
my love
my all

yay! catholic poem!! me lika!!!
wootz^^
bb for now
anne

POEMS (i noe this is kinda daft but its a passing craze)

I've waited for you
to come to notice me
but you don't

I've tried everything
to make you see me
but you just walk past

So I've learnt
that no one should see me
that I'd get on with whatever I should do
and then leave

The effort it takes to make someone see you
is worthless
when you despair when they look right through you

I look at you
You ignore me
I sigh and turn

You laugh and play
and I watch in the shadows
knowing I lost my smile to you

You flash a smile at your friends
and I turn away
unable to see another happy face

Why don't you understand
that things you don't notice
are the things you hurt most?

You'll go on in your happy little world
and I'll go on with the silly hope
that one day
you'll notice me.


okay this was pretty lame...it sound love sick...ewwww...okay will not attempt emo poems again

Childhood

the breeze blows by
as if to counter the sun's warm rays
laughing,
dances on wet grass
after the storm.

the childhood memories
of times when the key to happiness is
a field of grass
a drink of water
and a friend.

I have been happy for a long time
and I know I can still be happy
so I'll get together these things one day
and I'll learn to be happy again.

hmmm.... this one seems happier...i think this one is better
okies
bb for now
moira rose
(the happy side of me)

POEMS (whoop)
on dance (as inspired by rei)

the music drifts around me
i reach out to touch it
but it evades and moves on

the dancer
needs that music
to paint her picture
to write her story

the music stays with you
for a while
so you
dance beautifully
but only for that short time

the music leaves you
the energy fails you
the once effortless movements
are leaden and tiring

the beauty of the dance
is when
the dancer melds with her music
when she moves not to the music
but with it

that rhythm
that melody
the dancer moves across the floors
she dances not because of choreography
but because the dance that has been danced for eternity
has embedded itself within her

the dance chooses the music
the music chooses the dancer
the dancer
entrusted to carry on the dance of eternity

for me
the dance has ended
the shoes hung up
the music is but a wisp

i reach out to it
but
as if trapped in a bubble
i miss it by inches

i'm leaving it behind
everything i've put in
everything i've done
eight years
the music has left me
and i can't bring it back

AHHHHH!!!
i hate myself for giving up dance
i'll kill myself someday
i would have gone on to pointe this year
ahhhhhh
I HATE MYSELF
-anne

POEMS (that i've been doing for the last few months)
all of these are true to me at some point in time
most still are
and i think some will stay true for a long time
i've been asking my dear deskmates keerthana and lavinya to give me intangible nouns to write poems on
pls rate!

the first one...
[no title]
I watch you
watching her
watching him
do you wish you were him?
with her?

I hope you'll think of me better
There's only one way to show you
I get ready to fall
To fly

You will know me in death
In the knowing that I'm gone
Hopefully then you will understand
Why I did this,
was because of you

Tomorrow's headlines are read
Sad isn't it? You'll know it then.
I'll go on watching you
watching her,
watching him.

the second one
[Pride]
Swelling within the heart
long tormented by failures
of the past
Standing tall
Tears silently forming

He mounts the stage
to tumultuous applause
Loudspeakers hail him
the best one of all

Out of the crowds
one shining face
of a mother smiling through her tears
proud of her son,
the years of toils
all worth that one moment
of joy

the third one...
[Vanity]
Hands dance across the face
pink cheeks and red lips
stand out strongly against
the pale white face

She examines critically the face in the mirror
With a flick of hair
leaves without the word

A young girl, hidden behind a mask of false beauty
Struggling for her identity
Resorts to covering her true self
to veil the natural youthfulness

Her face
testimony of her struggles
shades the world
from seeing below the surface

the fourth and last one i have picked to show...
[Envy]

An acid
eating away my emotions
Freezing the soul
turning it cold and hard

How would you feel?
Pining for something unattainable
unreachable
As if my hopeless dreaming could come true

I envy you
For your joy
For your ability to still laugh
For your smile

I hate you
I love you
I hate to love you

done done...
dont think that since they are true, they ALL apply to me
some are observances and some are the emo in me talking
=]
bb for now
moira rose

BIRTHDAY!!!
okay this is it
im 13
not a child
a teen
im not sure i like that
i had lots of fun today
first i got loads of presents from my friends and my class sang HAPPY BIRTHDAY to me
then nikki and mel and zi xin gave me cool pressies and cool cards
then i went for judo and managed to throw nikki
IM NOT SETTING MY SIGHTS ON SARAH YET!!! (or any other senior)
then the judo pple sang HAPPY BIRTHDAY to me too,
and yi min helped me by getting tau pok-ed instead of me
love you yi min!!!
yah i gtg now
but bb from moira rose the bday girl!!!

thoughts on a forgotten birthday

i wrote this poem this morning cos i was real emo
i didnt really mean anything...
okay here it goes (poem as you can see)

Supposedly the day when everyone
acknowledges you,
remembers you,
why you're here,
why you're special to them

Today,
just like any other day.
No one thinks of it more
than an ordinary day
slips into seat,
unnoticed as usual

Who am I to tell them otherwise?

yay
its done and posted
just a prayer before the day ends

Dear God,
I ask that You might help make a difference somewhere in my community,
and help me not to be forgotten
there are many people out there
who do not have the chance to know You
help me enlighten them.
Understand that I 'm nothing without You
and to accomplish this,
I need your grace and help.
So this prayer goes up to You in heaven,
for You to come down
and watch over me.
Thank You Lord
Amen